Once I went to the pet store and got a black gerbil. We could not take him home right away so we stopped at the beach. Where I gave him some water. At home, my other two gerbils (Wendell - the black & white gerbil and Terrence - the tan gerbil) were in their cage. They were always the best of friends. When Jack (the new gerbil) came a fight broke out. Thankfully, there was not too much bloodshed before I could separate them. When I took Jack out, he bit into my finger. If I had lifted my finger he would have been hanging there. After I shook him off, I put him in an old cage, refilled with fresh food and water. With no tears, I was still determined to make them all friends. It would not work. We decided to bring him back to the pet store. When the lady accidentally put him in the wrong cage, he started a fight with a giant teddy bear hamster. When she took him out of the cage he bit her the same way he bit me. That was the last time I ever saw Jack.
